When I was young,  I used to play with angel figurines in the  living room. Because of this fondness,  my dad would gift me angel figurines and I made them as my collection. As time goes by, my  collection  grew igger and increased in a wider scale and my love for this figurines changed my life forever. 

At some point in life, I realized  that people are like figurines-fragile and sensitive. One time we attended familiy gathering and I was surprised when my dad shouted at me. "Christine, what are you going to do with those figurines?", he madly shouted at me. "

I am going to the gathering with my angels, don't you want these to accompany us along our way dad?",  I replied back.

My day hesitately replied,"NO!".

I cried a lot and  I did not accompany my  dad in the family gathering .

Few hours later, I saw my mom crying in the kitchen. I approached her and asked what's wrong but she just put a sob on her face and cried heavily.

 I knew something had happen. I just hugged her.

" Christine please go back to your room because I'm not in the mood." 

" But mom, you're not feeling well." 

Recently, whatever happens today, happens but never lose hope. I went back to my room and play with my angel figurine. I tried to talk with these figurine and asked tunes in the radio , I was shocked when the news said that my beloved dad had an accident.

 When I was in the hospital, crying as I enter my dads room,  I cannot speak or utter a word of how I feel instead,  I placed an angel figurine at the palm  of my dad and prayed a silent prayer.

"Lord please send an angel to my dad. If cannot be an angel today, please let me be her angel tomorrow."

After hours waiting , the resident smiles at my mom and said, " it 's good to have an angel to your side" as he glanced at me.

Few year later, I already got married and gave birth to a baby boy named Kyle. Kyle was like an angel because of his gentle and cute facee. And  amazingly,  he look after  my dad. I already own a house yet was still too  uptighted when it comes to my angel figurines to the extent that I dont allow anyone to touch nor to play them.

 My son what too playful  and I will always remind him, " Son, mom does not want like you to play  with these figurines.

" But mom I like to play them".

" I said , no go play with you toys". I felt guilty forbidding my son what he wants to do.

One time, I went home late from an overtime. Entering the living room where my figurines where displayed, I  noticed something is not in place and somewhat disarranged but I did not bother to question in.

In the morning, Kyle approached me with a gloomy face. " Kyle whats wrong? Are you not going go school today?" 

" Mom. I want to tell you something but please dont get at me ,will you?

"Of course not. Why should I but unless you did not do something bad."

I noticed his hands were hidden in his back. Gently, he placed his hand in my palm and I was shocked when I saw my angel figurine that was dispositioned last night.

 " Dont tell me you played with this?"

"Mom I'm sorry. I climbed to the cabinet and played with it."

 My head was about to burst and I did not listened Kyle's apology.

I shouted at Kyle which made him cry in front of me and since then, he always show his poker face barely smiles.  Since that day , I easily got mad at things  and because of my anger issue, my husband decided to have an annulment.

I never dreamt of my life to be miserable like this.

 

Moments later, Kyle was entering highschool but I cannot still see and feel that he is longing for a complete family. I was not a good mother to my child. I cannot show my  love and concern to my figurines as to my son. 

Miserable days led to another, I was fired in my work and became jobless and so I stayed at home most of the time.

One night, I sneaked in  Kyle's room and  Isaw him praying. I hid behind the door and listen him as he prayed.

"Lord please send your angel to my dad to calm his broken heart and please send an angel to my mom to fight with her in her battle. Please let me be an angel tomorrow."

I silently cried behind the door and waited for my son to fell asleep. I wept my tears, kissed him at the forehead. That night things were bothering my head like i have regreted  everything I have done when my son broke the figurine.

Only then when I  realized that my son was my angel and that I value him the most.

Days had passed my son got sick and was diagnosed with Leukemia. I fall on my knees when the resident doctor said to  me that Kyle was suffering  stage 3 Leukemia. My husband hurridly attended the hospital when he hears the news.

I can see the pain in his eyes.

We sat at the chapel and talked about our parenting methods toward Kyle and we were both sorry about it but I felt more guilty.  My husband had confessed that he haven't entered any relationship after we broke up.

 Next morning , my mom and dad visited my Kyle. My dad and I had a walked outside and shared our experience. We sat through the benches and started to feel emotional.

" Dad do you remember the day when you had an accident?" 

"Of course Christine. The tragedy of it was freshly on my  mind. I remember how well you play with the figurines. You're such a sweet daughter but one thing that I really admire is your toughness."

"Dad, I'm sorry, I am not a prefect daughter."

"You do not need to be perfect to be my daughter. You are my angel and I love you more thann anything in this world. Keep in your mind that you too broke to be fixed. You can still fiix  your life like how Kyle tried to fix the broken figurine. "

"How did you know that dad?"

Suddenly, he took something in his pocket and seemed familiar. He opened it and saw a limited edition of angel figurine that Kyle broke.

"But Dad..........." 

I embraced him  and hurried back in Kyle's room. There, I saw my son struggling, fighting for his life for his last breath. I went  near him and held his palm an angel figurine and prayed. 

"Lord, I cannot be an angel today, please let me be an angel for tomorrow and I promise I will love you, my angel. 

Years after, someone hugged me in my back and whispered, "I did it. I am now a doctor. I can save like an angel."